Граф Монте-Крісто

Mother and Son.

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           "Ialso,"repliedMercedes,"amgoing,andIacknowledgeIhaddependedonyouraccompanyingme;haveIdeceivedmyself?"

           "Mother,"saidAlbertwithfirmness."IcannotmakeyousharethefateIhaveplannedformyself.Imustlivehenceforthwithoutrankandfortune,andtobeginthishardapprenticeshipImustborrowfromafriendtheloafIshalleatuntilIhaveearnedone.So,mydearmother,IamgoingatoncetoaskFranztolendmethesmallsumIshallrequiretosupplymypresentwants."

           "You,mypoorchild,sufferpovertyandhunger?Oh,donotsayso;itwillbreakmyresolutions."

           "Butnotmine,mother,"repliedAlbert."Iamyoungandstrong;IbelieveIamcourageous,andsinceyesterdayIhavelearnedthepowerofwill.Alas,mydearmother,somehavesufferedsomuch,andyetlive,andhaveraisedanewfortuneontheruinofallthepromisesofhappinesswhichheavenhadmadethemonthefragmentsofallthehopewhichGodhadgiventhem!Ihaveseenthat,mother;Iknowthatfromthegulfinwhichtheirenemieshaveplungedthemtheyhaverisenwithsomuchvigorandglorythatintheirturntheyhaveruledtheirformerconquerors,andhavepunishedthem.No,mother;fromthismomentIhavedonewiththepast,andacceptnothingfromitnotevenaname,becauseyoucanunderstandthatyoursoncannotbearthenameofamanwhooughttoblushforitbeforeanother.

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